Chapter 34

           Thefascistsheldthecrestsofthehillshere.Thentherewasavalleythatnooneheldexceptforafascistpostinafarmhousewithitsout-buildingsanditsbarnthattheyhadfortified.Andrés,onhiswaytoGolzwiththemessagefromRobertJordan,madeawidecirclearoundthispostinthedark.Heknewwheretherewasatripwirelaidthatfiredaset-gunandhelocateditinthedark,steppedoverit,andstartedalongthesmallstreamborderedwithpoplarswhoseleavesweremovingwiththenightwind.Acockcrowedatthefarmhousethatwasthefascistpostandashewalkedalongthestreamhelookedbackandsaw,throughthetrunksofthepoplars,alightshowingattheloweredgeofoneofthewindowsofthefarmhouse.ThenightwasquietandclearandAndrésleftthestreamandstruckacrossthemeadow.

           TherewerefourhaycocksinthemeadowthathadstoodthereeversincethefightinginJulyoftheyearbefore.Noonehadevercarriedthehayawayandthefourseasonsthathadpassedhadflattenedthecocksandmadethehayworthless.

           Andrésthoughtwhatawasteitwasashesteppedoveratripwirethatranbetweentwoofthehaycocks.ButtheRepublicanswouldhavehadtocarrythehayupthesteepGuadarramaslopethatrosebeyondthemeadowandthefascistsdidnotneedit,Isuppose,hethought.

           Theyhaveallthehaytheyneedandallthegrain.Theyhavemuch,hethought.Butwewillgivethemablowtomorrowmorning.TomorrowmorningwewillgivethemsomethingforSordo.Whatbarbarianstheyare!Butinthemorningtherewillbedustontheroad.

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